Chapter 291: Bottomless Demon Kingdom

On top of the verdant peaks that resemble a huge stone monument, several modest attics have been built, and more than a dozen young men and girls in coarse cloth robes are studying spells in front of the open space in the attic, which is very lively.

"It's amazing that just a few days of practice here is worth the previous years of penance."

"Shizun's eyes are like torches, and it is really a blessing for me to be able to use this 'Empty Tablet Mountain' as a dojo."

Although many teenagers and girls are all cultivators of the realm of heart fire and mystery, their expressions are very relaxed, and they eat and drink on the peak of this stone tablet every day, watch the xia and enlighten the Tao, and occasionally pick some mountain spiritual fruits to quench their thirst, but they also end up with a leisurely and comfortable one.

Not long ago, the people of Qingxiaomen accidentally stumbled into the newly born Trap Mountain Range, and the old Dao led by that found this stele peak engraved with the word "Trapped", and since then it has been convenient to set up a new dojo here, occupying an underground qi vein to settle down.

Strange to say, after the people of Qingxiaomen settled, an incomparably condensed translucent barrier gradually rose around the Hollow Mountain Range, which stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, and all information was cut off for a while.

"Zhang is redundant, why don't you hurry up and come over to help, what are you doing there?"

A sturdy young man walked to the edge of the cliff valley and patted the "redundant" shoulder vigorously, looking a little worried.

Zhang Duoyu was not called Zhang Duoyu, but he was wooden, not good at words, and he was the most silent among the many disciples of the old Tao on weekdays, so he was given the nickname of "redundant".

"Senior Brother Zhao Yuan."

Zhang Duoyu's shoulder hurt, and then he came back to his senses, and turned around with red circles under his eyes.

When Zhao Yuan saw him like this, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and said, "How did you make it like this?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Zhang Duoyu's expression was slightly gloomy, and he waved his hand half-deadly.

Zhao Yuan didn't think much about it, just pulled Zhang Yu's extra sleeve robe and walked towards the attic, and said: "Shizun has accepted Senior Sister Yulan as a concubine, and you need manpower to arrange the cave room, don't be lazy here, hurry up and go with me to help!" ”

Hearing the words "Senior Sister Yulan", Zhang Yuyu's expression became more and more gloomy, his eyes were numb, and he stumbled away from the edge of the cliff valley with Zhao Yuan.

Yulan and Zhang Duoyu are both people from the territory of Dushan, and after being accepted as disciples by the old Taoist of Qingxiaomen who marched in all directions, Zhang Duoyu has always admired Yulan, but he is timid by nature, and his innermost thoughts have never been revealed.

A few hours ago, Yulan was called into the attic of the old way, and when she came out again, she was already charming with affection and flushed face.

Although the disciples were all young men and girls who had nothing to do, they also knew how to coax, so they clamored to build another attic for the master as a cave house to fulfill their filial piety.

"Senior Sister Yulan, do I have to change my name to you in the future?"

Before Zhao Yuan dragged Zhang Duoyu to the attic, he saw the girl in the red dress surrounded by the disciples in the center at a glance, and laughed loudly.

Zhang Duoyu's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but look up and follow Zhao Yuan's gaze, but he happened to meet the bright eyes of the girl in red who were like a spring of autumn water.

Yulan's fair little face was a little red, and she scolded softly: "What are you talking nonsense!" ”

An ordinary-looking girl beside her said enviously: "If Senior Sister Yulan becomes a teacher, she will definitely get the guidance of her master at any time, but I am afraid that she will break into the realm of returning to the truth in a few days and prolong her life for hundreds of years." ”

"Master's guidance at any time......" Yulan lowered her head slightly, as if she had thought of something embarrassing, and couldn't help but stretch out her red gauze sleeves to cover her face.

If a living soul breaks into the realm of returning to the truth, it can increase its life span by 800 years.

Zhang Duoyu stared at the noise under the attic, the stinging feeling in his heart became more and more intense, and the surroundings seemed to gradually fall into silence, and finally only the remnants of the broken lights remained.

The lights are disillusioned, as if they were in a different world.

"Zhang died."

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Duoyu woke up suddenly, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, he subconsciously looked around, and said in horror: "Who is calling me?" How do you know my name? ”

Zhang Duoyu is not called Zhang Duoyu, with the old road wandering for several years, his real name has long been remembered.

The voice seemed to smile lightly, and said, "Zhang Jisheng, do you know where this is?" ”

Zhang Duoyu looked around, and then he was extremely frightened to realize that this was no longer in front of the attic of Qingxiao Gate, but a majestic palace that stretched for several miles, and he was standing under the portal of this palace at this time.

The entrance of the palace is thousands of feet high, and four huge and incomparable seal characters are lined up on it, exuding a mysterious and strange ancient atmosphere.

Bottomless Demon Country.

Those who can be qualified to be called "Demon Country" must be the ancient forces that dominate the world, such as the "Vermilion Demon Country" on the bank of the quicksand River.

Another example is the "bottomless demon country" at this moment.

Zhang Duoyu was frightened by those seal characters and sat directly on the ground, stammering: "You...... ...... the hell Who is it!? ”

The voice smiled again and said, "Don't panic, the Trapping Mountain Range has long been silent in the depths of time, and the bottomless pit sky has long lost its former mystery, as for me...... I am the one who helped you to become enlightened. ”

Zhang Duoyu's face was pale, looking up at the unreachable palace gate, and said in a trembling voice: "You really don't want to laugh with me, let me go back quickly, the master and the brothers are still waiting for me, I can't ......"

"It's ridiculous! Zhang Xiangsheng, don't deceive yourself, no one in the so-called 'Qingxiao Gate' cares about you at all, I'm afraid that even if you die here, only Zhao Yuan will look for you, and when you can't find it, it's just a few words for you. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Xiangsheng's face became more and more pale, his lips moved slightly, and he couldn't say half a complete sentence.

The voice gradually softened, and he said step by step: "And the Yulan you admire, I'm afraid that she has already been stripped naked and played with wantonly by the old way, don't you see the flush on her face?" That's the ...... that Lao Tao left on her."

"Shut up!"

Zhang Duoyu's face turned blue and red, and he suddenly turned over and stood up, and roared angrily in front of the empty Gongguan Gate: "You shut up for me!" Get out! Don't pretend to be a ghost! Get the hell out of here!! ”

A snow-white light and shadow fell from the entrance of the palace, slowly condensing a slender and slender figure.

The dappled light and shadow gradually dissipated, and it turned out to be a beautiful girl in a brocade white dress and a moire crown on her head.

She walked in front of Zhang Duoyu, raised her eyebrows, and said, "I'm out, how are you going?" ”

The faint fragrance of the girl filled her mouth and nose, and Zhang's excess momentum suddenly disappeared, and she didn't even dare to look up at the clear eyes of the white-clothed girl, and said, "This ...... I ......"